What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice?

Synopsis: As Aunt Alice, Ruth Gordon applies for the job of housekeeper in the Tucson, Arizona home of widow Claire Marrable in order to find out what happened to a missing widowed friend, Edna Tinsley. The crazed Page, left only a stamp album by her husband, takes money from her housekeepers, kills them, and buries the bodies in her garden. Alice is a widow too. So is neighbor Harriet Vaughn. Lots of widows here.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Mystery
Production: Cinerama Releasing Corp.
 
IMDB:
7.1
M
Year:
1969
101 min
46 Views


( funeral music playing )

WOMAN:
Your husband

was a wonderful man.

MAN:
Death is very sad.

Sad?

Mr. Bentley,

I'm very pleased to see you.

Thank you very much.

Will you have tea,

or would you prefer a drink?

I really haven't time.

It won't take

any time at all

if you have your refreshments

while we conduct our business.

Tea will be fine.

- I'll pour, Albert.

- Yes, Miss Marrable.

I ordered tea brewed because

I was expecting Mr. Honigger.

Avid tea drinker.

But I suppose

the reading of the will

is usually left

to the junior partner.

Will you have cream,

Mr. Bentley, or brandy?

Brandy lends

an elegance to tea.

Neither, thank you,

and no sugar.

The actual reading is

a formality we can dispense with,

and I can give you

the salient points.

After all, youre the only person

mentioned in the will.

Well, I shouldn't be surprised to find

that Joseph had left me everything.

After all, there's no one else

he could've possibly included.

Will you have

a piece of hazelnut cake?

No, no, thank you.

Of course, I'll depend on you

to fill me in

on the details

of Joseph's enterprises.

I suppose they're terribly involved.

Actually not that much.

( sighs )

To sum up, Mrs. Marrable,

your husband

was not as solvent

as you probably assume.

You must be referring to

that dilapidated

apartment house he bought.

Joseph mentioned that that

turned out to be an unprofitable venture.

Yes. He disposed of that

some time ago.

Oh, did he?

Well, he wasn't always able

to keep me up on all his ventures.

His oil holdings, though,

must be doing very well.

His oil holdings

are unexercised options.

They must have some value.

Well, Joseph invested

in so many companies.

They're so numerous, I can't even

remember all the names!

Mrs. Marrable,

there are no assets,

only liabilities.

Surely you know your husband

borrowed the money

to pay the surgeon

for the last two operations,

and the hospital bill

has yet to be settled.

You are overlooking

the insurance,

which amounted to 200,000

before he increased it!

He cashed out all his policies.

Well, certainly there's the house...

with the furniture

and the rugs.

How many of these pieces

have been in Joseph's family

for generations?

They don't belong to me either.

I'm afraid not.

I have the documents here.

Of course, Mr. Marrable bequeathed

his personal possessions to you,

including his watch,

his gold cufflinks,

his briefcase

with all its contents.

He lost his cufflinks!

The watch disappeared

between trips to the hospital!

But I have his rusty dagger...

his stamp album that he

hasn't looked at in years...

and his boyhood

butterfly collection.

All this is mine, is it, to keep?

Plus the shirt on my back,

I suppose!

What am I going to do?

You must have relatives.

No. I have a nephew in Arizona-

or is it New Mexico?-

but I haven't laid eyes on him

since he was a child.

I have no one.

I'm sorry, but I'll

need your signature on these...

Nothing. Nothing.

Mr. Bentley, all I have left

is my personal savings account.

That ought to help.

To live on for the rest of my life?

It's something to keep you

going for a while.

It won't last any time at all,

and you know that,

and Joseph Marrable knew that.

How am I to live?

I'll need your signature.

What am I going to live on?

What shall I do?

What shall I do?

Your signature,

Mrs. Marrable.

( sobbing )

I'll take the flashlight.

Do we have to do it now?

Oh, yes. The soil's

too dry in the daytime,

and the hot sun

can burn the roots.

Pick that up, will you?

Uhh! Ohh!

( laughing )

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